Attacked that prince!

Nowadays, there are civil strife in the northwest, and several princes are fighting each other. King Pingyao suffered the double torment of betrayal and loss of his beloved son. His health is getting worse day by day. A plate of loose sand can be blown clean with a gust of wind.

And Shen Qi is the person who sends the wind.

Although Shen Qi is young, following Zan Lang to the south is a bit of experience. Seeing the people in Lingnan suffer innocently because of King Pingyao's ambition, Shen Qi has no sympathy for King Pingyao.He was born as a military commander, and he is more comfortable handling matters in the northwest.

After besieging King Pingyao for more than three months, the soldiers and food in the northwest region were already exhausted, coupled with the fact that the first snow had fallen and the weather was bad, the troops of King Pingyao became more and more passive, and finally they were defeated by Shen Qi. .

When the banner floated over the tower and the cheers of victory were high in the sky, Qu Muting was suddenly in a daze. Standing on the tower, she looked at Zan Lang who was dressed in a court dress beside her. Are they really like this?

It doesn't seem so difficult to accept, as long as Zan Lang can be by her side, it doesn't matter where she is?

Zan Lang sensed her gaze, put the hand of the person beside him into his palm, looked at Shen Qi under the high wall, dressed in armor, with a dignified appearance, and then said to Qu Muting: "After the celebration banquet, , father summoned me to lecture."

Qu Muting was a little nervous for a moment, the emperor had already handed over the power to Zan Lang, this conversation, maybe he will announce his abdication?

She thought so, and asked so.

Zan Lang's eyes were calm, looking at the common people below the city tower, where they glanced, there were cheers and jumps, she didn't answer Qu Muting's question, but instead asked: "Do you like this place?"

Qu Muting smiled: "Are you telling the truth?"

Zan Lang looked at the little girl with a sly gleam in her eyes, agreed with her in a good temper, shook her head and said, "Just listen to what I want to hear."

Putting her fingers on the city wall, her hands felt icy cold. It was the weight of history, a feeling she never dared to imagine easily.Zan Lang watched Qu Muting's hand scratching back and forth on the cold bluestone bricks, endured and endured, and finally made a decisive move and grabbed her wayward little hand back.

"cold."

"At first I was not used to it, it felt a little novel, but later I felt pretty good, life is very comfortable and free." Qu Muting laughed at this thought: "After all, I am a princess, so I must be very comfortable and comfortable. free."

Zan Lang shook his head dotingly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "And then?"

"What's next." Qu Muting sighed: "I came for you, when I realized that this heart was beating for you, everything was unimportant."

She raised her head to look at Zan Lang's handsome face, and gently brushed her fingers over the delicate and moist skin. She was a little infatuated and infatuated: "I know what you are thinking, and I know what you are hesitating. Zan Lang, it's okay, you Just do what you want to do, make the choice you want most, and I will stand by your side, no matter where, no matter how, as long as it is your choice, I will support it.”

When all is said and done, the original choice is brought back to the fore.

Zan Lang is the crown prince, the crown prince of a country, and she is also a girl. No matter what this choice is, Qu Muting will unconditionally support it.Zan Lang has been hesitating and frowning these days, and she has seen in her heart that it is nothing more than the supreme seat, which belongs to her, but it is not hers. If Zan Lang chooses to take charge of the government, it means that her secret will be kept forever, and she will continue to carry this heavy shackles, moving forward day after day. This life is a long road, Zan The ordeal that Lang is about to face is just the beginning.

How could it be so easy to give up?This is a burden she has carried for many years. If she lets go, who will this burden be handed over to?

Therefore, she understands Zan Lang's hesitation.She understands, but she can't make a choice for Zan Lang. This is a multiple-choice question in life, and the right to choose is in Zan Lang's hands. What she can do is to stay with her no matter what Zan Lang chooses. enough.

The celebration banquet was held very late, and Zan Lang, as the crown prince and heir, now also manages state affairs, no one dares to act presumptuously with her in charge, but she has something hidden in her heart, and the one in her hand is drunk a few more glasses without knowing it , Qu Muting on the side wanted to stop him, but seeing Zan Lang's somewhat lonely eyes, he hesitated when he stretched out his hand.

Maybe being drunk is also a good thing. When drunk, you don’t have to face such difficult decisions. When you’re drunk, you can face yourself truthfully. When you’re drunk, you can make real choices.

She is selfish at this moment, and the sober Zan Lang must have a lot of worries. She is not sure what the choice will be after careful consideration, but if it is the drunk Zan Lang, Qu Muting will still have some expectations, she thinks Hold the hand of the person beside you, listen to the falling flowers, drink tea and paint.

After the banquet, the moon was already in the sky, looking at the star-studded palace, Qu Muting took the sable fur and helped Zan Lang put it on, looking at Zan Lang with flushed cheeks, Qu Muting's thin lips pressed against Zan Lang's. Lang's cheek brushed lightly, ignoring the gasping sounds of the eunuchs around him, and sucked his thin lips.

After the celebration banquet, the emperor summoned him.

This is the time to decide the fate, Qu Muting handed over her own fate to Zan Lang, no matter what she decides, in this life, their fate will be tied together!

"Would the concubine be willing to lead the way for the orphan?" Zan Lang didn't let go of Qu Muting's hand, and showed her a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down.

Qu Muting took the lantern from the little eunuch's hand, illuminated the path under their feet, raised his head and said with a smile, "I am honored, my concubine."

The light hits the face, warm yellow, which is the temperature of home.

Two people clasped their hands, walking side by side in the high wall of the deep palace, the two people in the high wall became smaller little by little, a crescent moon always shines on the top of their heads, and the shadows under the moon overlap together In each other's place, cuddling with each other, until death.

The emperor's palace was majestic, and there was an old eunuch standing at the door. Qu Muting recognized that it was the chief supervisor. Seeing the two of them coming alone, the chief supervisor didn't even have a young eunuch with a lamp, so he immediately stepped forward to take Qu Muting's hand. Lanterns on the top, bending over to lead the way.

"Boss, please send the princess off for Gu." Zan Lang stood on the porch, took off the mink fur on his body, and put it on Qu Muting's body: "Go back, go to bed early, don't wait for me."

"Your Majesty is really loving and loving." The manager said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness, this old slave will definitely send him safely."

The mink fur on his body was stained with the scent of langlang, Qu Muting shook his head: "Go, don't worry about me. Father, I'm waiting for you." I'm waiting for you too, and I'll keep waiting.

Zan Lang put the hood on Qu Muting seriously, and arranged the clothes for her, then solemnly said to the manager: "Send the princess back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the majestic palace. Seeing Zan Lang's figure disappear before his eyes, Qu Muting's clenched fist was released, but the steps under his feet never moved, and he just stood there motionless. The expression on his face was a little sad and happy.

The chief executive who was holding a lantern at the side watched the crown prince leave, and the princess's expression changed, and she didn't know what happened, and she speculated secretly for a long time but couldn't figure it out. , had no choice but to follow His Highness's instructions, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty? How about we send your Majesty back home?"

Only then did Qu Muting come back to his senses, and said apologetically to the manager next to him, "I'm sorry, but the manager can go on his own, I'll wait for her here."

"This..." The manager was a little embarrassed, but the empress was unwilling to leave, and he couldn't force her to leave, so he had to use another method of persuasion: "It's a cool night, if the empress is waiting for Your Highness, we might as well go to the side hall to sit for a while. There After the earth dragon is baked and warm, the old slave will make a cup of fragrant tea for the empress, and the empress will wait slowly, how nice it is."

Qu Muting's expression didn't change, he shook his head: "Thank you, Manager, I'll wait for her here, Manager doesn't care about me, just go on your own."

The princess is standing here, where would he dare to go?Although he didn't know what happened, the boss still dutifully held the lantern and waited beside the princess.

The moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the originally empty and bright palace also dimmed. The boss fiddled with the wick for a long time, but couldn't make it brighter, so he had to give up.Qu Muting stretched out his hand, and a little coldness fell into the palm of his hand, a small, cool one. She looked up, only to find that snowflakes had already fallen in the sky at some point.

The old manager also hastily put down the lantern, took the oil-paper umbrella from the little eunuch, and held the umbrella for the princess. Qu Muting nodded apologetically at him, and took the oil-paper umbrella himself: "Thank you sir."

Her tone was very light, as if she had been blown by the wind and melted into snowflakes, carrying infinite melancholy and infinite hope.

"Ma'am, it's starting to snow today. According to this old servant, let's go to the side hall and wait. Your Majesty summoned His Highness the Crown Prince to discuss matters, and we won't be able to finish talking for a while. What if it freezes again?" Your Majesty, what should I do?" The boss was very earnest: "When the time comes, Your Highness will feel distressed."

"I think when she came out, the first person I saw was me." Qu Muting murmured, "No matter what the result is, I hope to be with her immediately."

The boss sighed for a long time and had no choice but to give up.

And inside the emperor's bedroom, Zan Lang stood straight, with the alcohol dizziness on her face, she had already made a decision in her heart, otherwise she would not use alcohol to help her out, this is a mountain that has been suppressed in her heart for more than 20 years , suddenly took it down, Zan Lang was still at a loss, what's more, she didn't know how to remove this mountain from her body.

Especially in the face of the emperor who has grown up half his life, the emperor is already old, and he is no longer the all-powerful and majestic king of a country. Time has left too many traces on him, so many that Zan Lang can't bear to look directly at him , turned his face away, warm liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes.

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